I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

The atmosphere seemed unusually frozen.

It was as if the cold storage door where the restaurant kept frozen meat had been closed; as the temperature gradually decreased, the air also gradually lost its ability to circulate.

It made people feel that even breathing was becoming more difficult.

Except for Wu Wang, almost everyone was sizing up each other's expressions and looks.

Trying to discern some clue from the eyes of some guilty fellow.

But unfortunately, everyone was wasting their effort.

They knew very well that they were all veteran players.

So-called old foxes wouldn't show anxiety because of simple behavioral exposure.

Even the fact that the other party dared to knock on the door and speak directly under the circumstances of the [Imitator's] nightly prowl was enough to prove their mental fortitude.

In the end, Ming Tian, who raised the question, shrugged helplessly and said, "See, trust between people is a very difficult thing."

"Before I catch the person who tried to enter my room last night, I can't truly trust any of you."

"I have to figure out what this person wants to do."

At this time, no one would say anything naive like the other party might just want players to gather together for warmth.

Choosing to remain silent obviously had other intentions.

"What time did they knock last night?" Wu Wang suddenly asked.

Ming Tian answered nonchalantly, "Seven thirty."

As soon as these words came out, everyone raised their eyebrows.

This time was very delicate.

The time when the players entered the instance was already quite close to when it got dark and the [Imitators] came out.

Logically speaking, there was no time to go out to look for clues.

Then how did the other party, under such circumstances,

determine Ming Tian's player status from among the hundred or so original residents and even know the building number where she lived?

You must know that everyone's player abilities are restricted!

"What are your building numbers?" Wu Wang asked again, "I'm in 202."

Shu Tong also added casually, "I'm in 301."

This was also the reason why he was able to enter Molly's room one step ahead of Wu Wang last night.

Because Shu Tong was originally on the third floor.

Hearing the words of the two, the expressions of the others became strange.

The landlady couldn't help but ask, "Wait, neither of you are in 307? Then whose room is this?"

"The original resident here… died? There's a strong smell of blood," Leng Yu gently moved her nose and sniffed.

When she came in, she smelled the blood from the water bottle by the window.

She thought it was because these two had attacked the [Imitator] last night.

Now it seems that this is not the case.

Wu Wang and Shu Tong did not hide anything.

They told about the murder of the original resident of 307 last night and the Joker disc trap.

Of course, what they said was only "a woman suspected of being a Joker."

They mentioned the Joker suit under the floor.

But they both tacitly did not mention the existence of the diary and Molly's name.

Ming Tian was right.

They naturally didn't really trust other players now either.

Therefore, they naturally held back on the disclosure of information.

"Damn it! That disc still has this kind of trap? I just put it in the TV before I came down, and I was planning to go back and see if there were any clues in it," Zhai Xing cursed, "I'm in 610, the corner room."

It seems that after going back, he has to destroy the TV before dark, or even just throw it away.

Otherwise, there may be problems tonight.

The landlady also shrugged and said, "I'm in 501."

Ming Tian pouted and added, "I'm also on the fifth floor, 509."

Finally, Leng Yu lightly spat out her chewing gum and curled her lips, "I'm in 407, right above this room."

Except for two players on the fifth floor, there is one player on each floor.

Hearing these words, Wu Wang nodded secretly.

Currently, the person who knocked on Ming Tian's door.

Should be Zhai Xing or the landlady.

Leng Yu's suspicion is much less than theirs.

The reason is naturally simple.

Yesterday, when he received the building rules, it was five minutes before 19:00.

This little time was naturally not enough for the sloppy woman to go up and distribute the building rules to everyone.

Therefore, after she finished sending it to him, she went upstairs just to go home.

This proves that the building rules were issued from top to bottom.

He was the last player to receive the building rules.

In this way, the players on the higher floors who received the building rules first may have the opportunity to observe other players opening the door to receive the building rules to some extent.

The people below naturally have no way to know in advance that the building rules are being issued upstairs.

So, if you exclude the situation where you can retain a little bit of special ability in the restricted instance.

Only players who are on a higher floor than Ming Tian, or on the same floor as her but received the building rules earlier and saw the sloppy woman.

May have the opportunity to observe others.

Thinking of this, Wu Wang even discovered a subtle point—

The time when the players entered this instance seems to be different.

If the person on the sixth floor wants to receive the building rules smoothly.

He estimates that he had to come in at 18:40.

And he came in around 18:55.

The ten minutes in between may really allow other people to master a little bit more.

Just as the atmosphere between the players began to become tense.

When they planned to continue to catch the knocker first.

A deafening broadcast notification sounded outside—

[Please all apartment residents gather in the square]!

[Please all apartment residents gather in the square]!

[… …]

The sound kept echoing in the apartment building.

This reminded Wu Wang of when he was studying, the morning exercise after the second class, the school broadcast echoed the third set of primary and secondary school broadcast gymnastics "Colorful Sunshine".

The same garbage broadcast sound quality, the notification without any emotion.

Everyone looked at each other.

Then they got up and went out at the same time.

Of course, this kind of thing that notifies all apartment residents must be obeyed.

After all, now they have replaced the original residents in terms of appearance and voice.

Naturally, they cannot let other original residents see anything unusual.

Watching a large number of residents gushing out of the stairwell, everyone greeted each other and went downstairs.

Their faces are basically smiling.

The topics they talk about are also some homely meals, emotional gossip, etc.

What a few hundred and a few widows are having an affair with the single man next door; whose child is naughty and broke someone's glass; a certain dish recently learned to make tastes good…

It seems that the weirdness last night was an unreal dream that no one remembers.

But from their eyes.

What Wu Wang saw was a kind of numbness.

Thinking about it, after all, strange phenomena happen every night, and I don't know if my neighbor can still be alive when I wake up the next day. It is a blessing to be able to meet now.

They have even experienced this situation for a whole year.

Most of them have long been used to it.

Arriving at the square below the tube building, which is also the place where Wu Wang went crazy and notified other players in the morning.

Hundreds of people are standing crookedly, like a group of undisciplined soldiers.

Oh, no, even more, it feels like the old men and women who ran to line up to collect eggs when the supermarket downstairs was on sale.

Waiting for everyone to come down almost.

A sloppy woman yawning came late.

It was the one who gave Wu Wang them the building rules.

Her dark circles seem to be heavier.

Walking in front of everyone to say hello one by one.

From time to time, I also shake hands with those old men and women and chat about some homely things.

She walks very fast. The first one or two rows of old men and women basically glance over.

Of course, when he came to Wu Wang.

She just tsked impatiently.

He mumbled in his mouth: "Damn, how is this drunkard still alive?"

"Who can be drunk like you every day?"

"Go up and drink yourself to death! I'm going home to catch up on sleep!"

After saying that, she turned her head and left.

The tone style and the small honeybee megaphone around her waist made Wu Wang almost think she was an English teacher.

But watching other residents after listening.

Really turned around and left.

A strange look flashed in the players' hearts.

So simple? Just go downstairs to meet?

See if everyone is alive?

"Hiccup ~ This sister… What are we doing down here?"

Just as they were thinking about whether or not to go back with the large army.

They suddenly found that Wu Wang had inexplicably run to the sloppy woman's side.

Walking lightly, unsteady footsteps, ruddy complexion, and full of alcohol.

Looking sleepy and asking.

I even wanted to put my hand on the other's shoulder for support.

The sloppy woman also rolled her eyes and cursed: "I think anyone will be infected, only you dead drunkard won't!"

"Who can be drunk like you every day?"

"Go up and drink yourself to death! I'm going home to catch up on sleep!"

After saying that, she turned her head and left.

Wu Wang's drunken body lost its balance and fell to the ground, causing the surrounding residents to burst into laughter.

Clearly, they were all used to this guy's drunken rampages.

After most of the residents had gone upstairs.

The pageboy came over and helped Wu Wang to sit on a bench at the edge of the courtyard.

Those living on the first floor also went home to wash up or start cooking.

Before long, the air was filled with the slightly pungent smell of cooking oil.

The other players also walked to Wu Wang's side as inconspicuously as possible.

Silently watching him.

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Hoping he could give some kind of reaction.

After all, his unusual behavior just now clearly indicated that this guy had discovered something.

"Hic~ What are you doing? Don't block my sunbathing." Wu Wang was still acting like a drunkard.

Zhai Xing, who was pretending to rest on the chair next to him, couldn't help but ask: "Damn, you could go and win an Oscar, right? Where the hell did you get that smell of alcohol? You didn't have it upstairs just now!"

If this kid hadn't been confronting them upstairs not long ago.

If he encountered someone like this on the street under any other circumstances.

He probably would have really thought the other person was drunk.

Ming Tian pointed to Wu Wang's pants pocket.

Looking at the area that was a darker color than the rest.

She said softly: "He was carrying a bottle of wine with him, and he spilled some in his pocket while going downstairs. Then he reached in, dabbed it on his clothes, and the smell of alcohol came out when the wind blew."

"As for his complexion…"

She frowned slightly, momentarily at a loss for words.

That's right, what gave Wu Wang the image of a drunkard, besides the smell of alcohol, was his flushed face.

This made his staggering appearance even more realistic.

How did he do it?

However, Wu Wang showed no intention of explaining.

He just hiccuped, smacked his lips, drooled, and looked like he was planning to sunbathe and sleep.

Clearly, he wasn't planning to tell them anything.

The other players were helpless about this.

After all, everyone had made their attitudes clear upstairs.

Before finding the player with ulterior motives.

I'm afraid it would take some effort to get more clues from each other's mouths.

The Landlady, Zhai Xing, and even Leng Yu Qingfu were too lazy to stay.

They left on their own and went upstairs to explore the instance.

Thinking of contacting their neighbors.

To see if they could get more information from these NPCs.

Ming Tian first glanced at Wu Wang's drunken appearance.

Then looked at the pageboy's smile that showed no emotion.

Finally, she sighed and lowered her head, saying: "The circus opens every day after two o'clock in the afternoon and closes promptly at seven o'clock in the evening. If you want to see the circus, you must get a ticket from the apartment manager to enter."

"This is the reward for providing you two with clues about the Clown Woman, goodbye."

After saying that, she also got up and went upstairs to start investigating the instance at her own pace.

Providing the clues and information to these two was naturally because Ming Tian believed that their credibility was slightly higher than the other three.

After all, these two had investigated the Clown Woman's problem in room 307 last night.

They could supervise each other to ensure that neither of them left.

So, the possibility of the guy who knocked on her door being one of these two was very low.

It could also be considered a kind of goodwill, hoping that Wu Wang and others would share any clues they obtained later.

This was a very shrewd woman.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have noticed Wu Wang's subtle movements of squeezing into the crowd and applying alcohol when he went downstairs.

After the other players had left.

The pageboy then nudged Wu Wang with his elbow.

Jokingly saying: "If you keep holding it in, aren't you afraid of dying from hypoxia here?"

He naturally saw how Wu Wang managed to make his face red like a drunkard.

This kid had been holding his breath since he started going downstairs.

He stubbornly held his face red, and only took a slight breath when he really couldn't hold it in anymore to ensure he didn't faint.

But he only took one breath.

Because he had to maintain the red face so it wouldn't fade due to smooth blood flow.

Ordinary people couldn't imagine that he had basically spent these ten minutes or so in a state of holding his breath and taking shallow breaths.

This method was simply bizarre.

But the pageboy felt that it was only natural for Wu Wang to be able to do this?

After all, this bastard had done too many abstract things.

One more wouldn't make a difference.

Seeing this situation, Wu Wang took a deep breath.

The flush on his face faded within ten seconds.

Then he laughed, panting: "Fortunately, my skin is fair, so it turns red quickly, otherwise I might really have suffocated to death here."

Of course, this was a joke.

As someone who had committed suicide by suffocation dozens of times.

Wu Wang's control over holding his breath had long been superb.

Moreover, it was actually a very difficult thing for a normal person to suffocate themselves.

After all, the body's autonomous breathing mechanism and self-preservation response existed.

Breathing was mainly controlled by the medulla oblongata of the brainstem. Even when consciously holding one's breath, when the concentration of carbon dioxide in the blood increased or the concentration of oxygen decreased, the medulla oblongata would automatically trigger a breathing reflex, forcing the resumption of breathing.

It was just that Wu Wang's control over his body was far beyond that of ordinary people.

I, can die if I want to!

"Tell me, what did you discover?"

Faced with the pageboy's doubts.

Wu Wang just looked up at room 305, which was the slovenly woman's room.

And said solemnly: "That woman is more important than we imagined."

"Have you noticed that basically every household had someone come out when we gathered just now?"

"But that's impossible. Many people must have died over the year, and in theory, many rooms should be empty."

"So, many residents in this building have actually been replaced by [Imposters]."

"It's just that they won't show such obvious flaws during the day as they do at night."

"And that woman probably knows who among the original residents are disguised as [Imposters]."

The pageboy raised an eyebrow.

He really couldn't see where this conclusion came from.

Just because the slovenly woman chatted with everyone for a few words?

She could judge the existence of [Imposters] so quickly?

Seeming to see his doubts.

Wu Wang continued: "I don't know her method of judgment, but she does know."

"After sending out my building regulations yesterday, she went straight home and didn't go to the first floor to send out the regulations at all."

"Including when we met and chatted just now, she was too lazy to chat with the residents on the first floor. She just glanced at them and left."

"Why do you think that is?"

When he heard halfway through, the pageboy's eyes had already begun to gleam.

Guessing: "Because she already knew that there were no original residents on the first floor, they were all [Imposters]?"

"All the traces of the current [Imposters] are actually recorded in her mind!"

That's right! Only in this way would there be no need to issue them building regulations!

Speaking of this, he also looked up at the surroundings.

There were many people on the first floor doing morning exercises in the yard now.

Or sitting at the door, cracking melon seeds and eating oranges while chatting with their neighbors.

There were even young children playing and frolicking, with their parents chasing after them with spoons to feed them.

It was completely a scene of everyday life.

You couldn't see any problems at all.

There were nearly twenty people living on the first floor.

But at this moment, besides himself and Yan Shuangying.

Not a single one was actually a real person!

"Then we have to prioritize contacting the slovenly woman now, we can't let her keep sleeping at home." The pageboy continued to nod: "And if we want to contact the apartment manager to get the circus ticket, it's most convenient to go through her."

He had naturally already come to the conclusion that the slovenly woman was not the real apartment manager.

"That's right, and she said she was going upstairs to sleep just now. Other players will be worried about disturbing her, which might arouse the NPC's disgust, so they won't contact her for the time being,"

Wu Wang proudly patted his chest and said: "But I'm not afraid! She's just wishing I was dead!"

The pageboy: "…"

Damn it, is this something to be proud of?

You're really skilled at being hated by others!

I bet you don't have any friends in real life, do you?

I really don't know how Xie Zhi puts up with you.

"Oh right, there's one more important thing."

This made the pageboy perk up and listen.

But unexpectedly, Wu Wang just smiled.

And said teasingly: "It's two to one now, the advantage is with me."

"Comrade Pageboy, you still need to work hard!"

Damn it! Aren't you a childish ghost too?

I just said it was a one-to-one tie last night, and now you're saying you have the advantage.

This "important thing" made the pageboy laugh angrily.

But an unnamed sense of competitiveness couldn't help but rise in his heart.

That's right, it's not a tie anymore.

If I don't find any decisive clues, wouldn't I be about to lose?

Circus ticket, huh?

I must get it before this kid!